Thursday Photo Prompt – Bridge #writephoto

This is my entry to Sue Vincent’s of Daily Echo , #writephoto prompt bridge.

beneath-the-bridge

She had been running all day thoughts of Mathew her beautiful Vampire filling her head. Today was the first day she had really had the strength to run properly. It had taken three dangerous days of cleaning and resting to heal her wounds.

She had had to lie low with the constant threat of Human Hunters and Vampires, the Dawfs and Elves were no threat but sadly they were dying out and were seen less and less.This was sad because they were kind and honourable races.

It was early afternoon when she reached the bridge. The water was clear and clean and the shadows were cool and offered an ideal hiding place. She had eaten 12 hours ago and luckily she had had a good meal and even with her precious cargo she felt full and satisfied. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a water rat scuttle into a crack in the brickwork… humm! she thought a nice snack for later.

She had been pregnant for two and a half months now and had stayed Warewolf for the entire time as she instinctively new her human form could not carry this child let alone deliver it. What strange things Human were weak and often cruel. The Vampires where strong and always beautiful but so heartless, well that went without saying.

What had drawn her to her beautiful Mathew , he had smelt so different to the others. The smell of death and blood was there but something else she still did not know what. She had been drawn to him, not only by his hypnotic stare or his melodic voice. She had been in human form, naked and vulnerable, when she first saw him she was going to change and fight.

He had called to her, “I am alone and know what you are please stay, I don’t want to fight or harm you ” She had been drawn to him naturally and by no magic powers and they both new they were special.

She was suddenly awoken from her reverie by the smell of humans on the wind. Not pleased she skulked back into the the shadows. The smell got stronger as the humans neared the bridge. Hidden in the dark listening to the soft flow of the water she readied to protect herself.

The human came into view and to the Warewolf’s surprise it was a young girl she was also heavily pregnant. Suddenly her softer side kicked in and she sat and watched as the young woman drank from the water and rested in the sun for a while. When rested the young woman moved on.

The Warewolf felt her baby move, not long now she thought anytime within the next two weeks. After a drink she was about to settle down for a rest when she smelt Vampire! At that very moment she heard the young girl scream. Without a second thought she was bounding out from under the bridge , all her senses alive and every hackle on her back up, toward the screams. Human or no that particular Vampire was not going to feed if she could help it. Not without a fight.

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If you would like to read the first part of this story it is here on #wrtephoto last week Tryst